There is nothing more disorienting in a child’s life than moving. I moved twice in my life, three times if you count going away to boarding school. Moving made me disoriented, but the people that I met kept me going.
I first moved when I was seven. It was not a big move. I only moved one hour away from my old house. The major factor was the fact that all the child hood friends that I had made, Jake, Jack, and Marlin, were all gone. I had to start a new life. I was young at the time and lacked a sense of fear, so I could adapt. Second grade went by fast, and I do not remember much.
At the beginning of 2005, end of second grade, my Dad got a new job and he moved to Pennsylvania. Growing up in Connecticut and moving to Pennsylvania is a huge move for a child, especially at a young age. Slowly my house filled with cardboard boxes, and the rooms became empty. I was dog lying helplessly, as the family …show more content…
The neighborhood looked empty, just one big house after another. To this day I could go out for a run, get hit by a car, and not even the dogs would bark.
When we first moved in to see the new house, our neighbors came by to meet us for the first time. They had two girls and a boy named Chip. and as our families exchanged greetings Chip asked me if I liked to play with legos. That was how our bond sparked, through building our imaginations creations. I am grateful to have had Chip in my neighborhood, but I regret almost every minute of our friendship. I don’t know how he remembers our times together, but I know that I was a mean child. Chip will become another “Sam”, who I hope to pay back for all the good times.
Third grade was the worst experience of my life. Since the move I distanced myself from others, and fears began to rush in and out of my mind. Chip was four years younger than me, which means that I was unable to have him with me. When I have friends with me I never find a lack of courage, which only made this
I first moved when I was seven. It was not a big move. I only moved one hour away from my old house. The major factor was the fact that all the child hood friends that I had made, Jake, Jack, and Marlin, were all gone. I had to start a new life. I was young at the time and lacked a sense of fear, so I could adapt. Second grade went by fast, and I do not remember much.
At the beginning of 2005, end of second grade, my Dad got a new job and he moved to Pennsylvania. Growing up in Connecticut and moving to Pennsylvania is a huge move for a child, especially at a young age. Slowly my house filled with cardboard boxes, and the rooms became empty. I was dog lying helplessly, as the family …show more content…
The neighborhood looked empty, just one big house after another. To this day I could go out for a run, get hit by a car, and not even the dogs would bark.
When we first moved in to see the new house, our neighbors came by to meet us for the first time. They had two girls and a boy named Chip. and as our families exchanged greetings Chip asked me if I liked to play with legos. That was how our bond sparked, through building our imaginations creations. I am grateful to have had Chip in my neighborhood, but I regret almost every minute of our friendship. I don’t know how he remembers our times together, but I know that I was a mean child. Chip will become another “Sam”, who I hope to pay back for all the good times.
Third grade was the worst experience of my life. Since the move I distanced myself from others, and fears began to rush in and out of my mind. Chip was four years younger than me, which means that I was unable to have him with me. When I have friends with me I never find a lack of courage, which only made this